My Identity Becomes Chapter 6 – Man's merit

"Ah...you're pretty badass."

Instantly losing the desire to talk to the other person, Chen Yu turned his head to the television, waiting for the local news program to replay.

But the short criminal continued to babble, "Both are cris, but rape is the most despised in prison and you'll definitely get beaten up. Right, young man?"

Chen Yu: "Yes, yes, yes."

"Do you regret it?" The short criminal lectured his companion, "Will you dare to do it again in the future?"

"I won't dare." The companion criminal trembled.

"Do you know fear now? What happened to your arrogance before?" The short criminal was smug, looking at the duty officer, "Comrade, aren't rapists at the bottom of the prison hierarchy?"

The duty officer had no expression, took a sip of tea and said, "They're all prisoners, why differentiate between them? Whether they get bullied or not inside has nothing to do with what cri they committed."

"You're still inexperienced, comrade." The short criminal clicked his tongue, "You've obviously never been locked up."

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The duty officer: "..."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the short criminal continued to speak in slang for a while before shutting up.

Chen Yu was finally able to watch TV quietly.

About half an hour later, the noon program began to broadcast. He successfully saw himself on the screen.

This made him nervous.

The local TV station's director actually made material about him into "Approaching Science"!

"Why is a teenage boy involved in a murder case?"

"Is future tragic death unchangeable?"

"Is all of this fate's arrangent? Or is it the loss of humanity? Or is it self-directed and self-acted?"

"Duang!" (Chen Yu's close-up, accompanied by drumming, the picture in black and white.)

"The two words 'dead body,' simple and straightforward, are like an unshakable curse, making the boy unable to break free. Making the police helpless..."

"Can experienced and responsible police officers save this innocent and vibrant life from the hands of the Grim Reaper?"

"All of this is in Qing City TV's special noon news program - 'Death by Destiny'..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Yu: "Fing hell."

"Oh my god?" The short criminal squatting beside him was surprised, pointing at the TV, "The person inside looks just like you?!"

Chen Yu: "..."

After a mont of silence, Chen Yu fell into thought, his brow furrowed.

An idiot who had never t him before could recognize him. Then how did his mother overlook this point...

...

In the blink of an eye, one night passed.

The next morning, the "highly praised chief psychiatrist" arrived at the police station early to treat Chen Yu for "ntal illness."

"Ah..."

In the interrogation room, Chen Yu yawned, still sleepy.

Sitting opposite the psychiatrist, neither of them spoke.

But as ti passed by, Chen Yu's lack of composure gradually awakened and he beca restless.

Originally, he was planning to just lie down and let the police ss around with him. After a few days, when his "appellation" changed, he would leave quickly. But the psychiatrist's expression of concern for "ntal patients" made him very annoyed and he couldn't help but speak up, "You said I have mania, do you have evidence for that?"

"Ah." The psychiatrist scratched his chin, "If you want evidence, there wasn't any before, but now there is."

Chen Yu: "..."After a mont of silence, Chen Yu patiently explained to the other party how he was locked up in the police station, how he had a tube inserted into him for a day at the hospital, and how he was reported as "entertainnt" by the TV station, and that it was impossible for him to remain calm emotionally.

The psychologist nodded continuously, expressing agreent and understanding. His pen also continued to write and draw.

After about twenty minutes, Chen Yu was dry-mouthed and said he was tired and had finished speaking. He peeked at the notes the psychologist had taken and found that the diagnosis he had been given was still "mania